The words he spoke

The Words He Spoke I did not know that the stars were the words He spoke to me, and so I did not hear their cry of praise. I saw only distant lights scattered across the night, not the wonder that called my soul awake. I did not know that my mother’s embrace was...

Transfiguration

After the Mountain — John Speaks We thought we were climbing for air, for distance, for quiet. Just rock and dust underfoot, the ordinary weight of afternoon. He walked ahead of us as always — teacher, friend, the one whose laughter we knew by heart. Nothing in His...

The Shepherd’s Joy

I’ve stood watch for many a long night. Counted the  wandering sheep, every one, my ears pricked sharp for the ghost-hush of wolves. Seen the black storms tumble down the hills, and me there, braced against the wind, keeping the small, the fragile, alive. That was my...

“You Are the Christ” — A Reflection of Peter

I did not know what moved within me then— a wind, a light, a trembling in the soul— when I looked on your face and saw more than a man, and words not my own rose like fire: “You are the Christ.” Not title, not triumph, not crown— but something vast, ancient, tender—...